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I wake with a groan as direct sunlight falls over my face from the curtain-less window. I try to roll over onto my stomach to bury my head deeper in the sheets, but ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!
What the hell?
I lift the comforter to look down, and holy shit, no wonder everything hurts. Wyatt is spooning me from behind, sleeping with his cock inside my very sore pussy. How is that even possible? Isn’t it supposed to get smaller when it softens?
I carefully lift my top leg to spread myself and slowly lean forward to roll away from Wyatt, hoping his cock will slide out. Shit, that hurts! I remember then the absolute pounding he gave me, and seeing as it was my first time having real sex, it shouldn’t be surprising I’m in so much pain.
Just as his dick slips out, Wyatt snakes an arm around my waist and pulls me back against his chest. I feel it grow harder against my ass, and he nestles it between my cheeks. He pumps his hips against me and tries to readjust so he can slide it through my lower lips.
He sounds pleased when he whispers in my ear, “Good morning, babygirl.”
“Ain’t gonna happen, big guy! Nope, nope, nope.” I throw myself out of bed and stumble over my feet to stand. Fucking hell, it hurts.
Wyatt sits up, looking concerned and confused. “What’s wrong?”
“What’s wrong? Your jumbo-sized dick broke my vagina. That’s what’s wrong!” I hobble over to the bathroom door, which is thankfully only a few steps away, and slam the door closed behind me. I draw a scorching hot bath and use the restroom while the tub fills up, and oh my god, what is that? I’m so wet. Too wet, and it hits me—he came inside me yet again.
Fuck, I need to find a pharmacy today and get my hands on that pill.
When I’m done wiping, I gingerly lower myself into the tub, hissing when the hot water stings my tender flesh. Just as I close my eyes, sagging against the back of the tub, Wyatt barges in, dressed only in his sweatpants from last night.
Automatically, I cover my chest with my arms and squeeze my thighs together to hide myself. “Seriously? Get out! I’m taking a bath,” I shout, simultaneously drooling at the sight of his bare, barrel chest as my eyes trace the line of hair down to his waistband.
He smirks. “So?”
“What do you mean, ‘so’? I’m naked!”
“Babygirl, it ain’t nothing I haven’t seen before. I saw it all five minutes ago when your sexy little ass waddled over here.” He chuckles as his eyes make a slow perusal of my body as if he can see through my arms to my breasts beneath. “Besides, I brought you some ibuprofen for your quote-unquote broken vagina.” He holds out the pills and a bottle of water, then winks at me when I reach for them, leaving my chest exposed for him to ogle.
Thoughtful jerk.
“I did not waddle,” I say in exasperation and shoot him an annoyed look that I use to hide my embarrassment.
The hot water is doing the trick, and the pain in my vagina starts to ebb. I relax further into the water, letting go of my annoyance. Wyatt leans against the bathroom counter, devouring my naked form, and I flush even though I’m still angry with him for what he did. Speaking of…
“Fine, if you’re going to stay, then we need to talk. I know we said a lot of things we didn’t mean last night in the heat of the moment, but—”
“I meant every word of what I said,” he says, squaring his jaw.
I blink. “No, you didn’t. You don’t. You can’t possibly.”
“Oh yes, I do, and I can. I meant it when I told you that you and that tight-as-fuck pussy of yours are mine.” The look on his face is fierce and possessive, and all I can do is stare wide-eyed at him and his declaration.
He’s insane.
“You’re insane,” I whisper.
“Nah, babygirl. You know this thing between us is special. I told you, you gave yourself to me, and I’m keeping you. That’s all there is to say.”
“Wyatt, we just met like four days ago!”
“Just think about the story we’ll tell our kids and grandkids about how we met. How we knew we had this special connection almost instantly.”
“Kids? I am not having your kids! I can barely walk after your gargantuan dick broke me. I can’t even imagine what having your gigantic babies would do to me. Uh uh, no way, ain’t gonna happen. No siree, Bob.”
Wyatt steps up to the bath, crouches down to look me straight in the eye, and softens his voice. “Dolly, I’ve been cumming inside you every night since we met, and I’m going to keep cumming in you. I told you last night—and I’ll tell you again and again until you finally accept it—you and your pussy are mine.”
He reaches into the water and between my legs to cup my mound, lightly swiping his thumb over my clit. I suck in a breath at the dark, predatory look in his rich, honey-brown eyes as he applies more pressure, and I have to bite back the urge to spread my legs and beg him for more.
